I temporarily fall in love with strangers. I’m sick of doing it even though it’s only for about 5 minutes. I take one look at them and I think what it would be like to run away with them, fall in love. It’s kind of an innocent habit. People are too beautiful, even when it’s glowing.
The sun streams (no, never streams; floods rather) down upon all the yellow...– Virginia Woolf (via atomos)
But know one thing, okay? You can’t get everyone to like you. You can’t try to...
It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so...– J.K. Rowling (via m-orente)
“If only it rained more…” She tilted her head delicately against the cool, glossy pane of glass; her burning forehead was quenched, and tempered, atleast temporarily. She closed her eyes, and fell away into its welcoming depths, into frigid winter darkness. Her chest rose and sunk imperceptibly as she sighed, her feminine figure, postured indifferently against the wall. The...